Party, Party, Two for One Saturday Afternoon, Eve
‘Tis the season and all that, so Saturday had me attending not one, but two parties, the first of which was the Bloomington Writers Guild year-end business meeting, pot luck fest, and open mike for everyone gala (see December 9 2017, et al.). Chicken, salads, pizza, sweets. Co
me reading time, my presentation was four very brief, humorous horror poems, all of which were in this Spring’s STAR*LINE: “Never Trust a Vampiress,” “She Did What?,” “The Young Transylvanian’s Guide to Dating,” and “From the Zombie Hunter’s Field Guide: Tracking the Zombie,” all of which I now discover I’d read before but nonetheless which went over well.
That was Saturday afternoon, while evening brought the local Society for Creative Anachronism annual Yule fest: more food (ham and turkey, pulled pork, deviled eggs, more sweets) and music, the latter of which I helped provide, my recorder group playing carols for a sing along session, followed, as time in the hall ran low, by a Renaissance tune for people to dance to. In all a pleasant end to the day, but exhausting also.
jamesdorrwriter 
December 9, 2018 at 8:08 pm
Such a nice time –but too many eats in one day — I know you’d rather have spaced these out! Glad you had a fine group to enjoy (two groups, actually) your poems and music!
December 10, 2018 at 1:43 pm
Hi Marge, yes, it would have been convenient to have the two meals spaced out on different days (that’s the writer in us speaking, of course — free food to augment the mammoth royalties that are showered upon us). Also when one plays a wind instrument, one cannot overeat too much at that party, lest one give a demonstration of what is meant by “blowing chunks.” Still, I ain’t complaining. : )=